|The Pine Marten Heritor and crewmen investigate the island, searching for hidden treasures|
The Weasel crew disembarked from their ship onto the southern side of the island. Not knowing what dangers my lie in wait, they headed north as a group of five. Quickly, they saw a treasure lying ahead, as well as a large building to the east. With no apparent danger in sight, the Heritor and two crewman headed toward the sighted treasure, while the Warden and the remaining crewman snuck east to recon the building.
|In the foreground are the players who were on this board, Joel (Squirrels) and Mike W (Pine Martens) on left, and Allen (Jungle Rats) and Brian (Weasels) on far right|
The Warden and crew member had reached the building, but they were met with danger which made their Weasel noses twitch. A band of Jungle Ratmen was noisily scampering about the jungle further to the east. After observing them from the shadows for a bit, the Warden decided that the Jungle Ratmen must not have seen him and his crew, or must not have any interest in them. So, while he kept watch, he ordered the crewman to enter the building and see what could be found. Luckily, the crewman came back a few minutes later lugging a small chest of treasure. In the meantime, unknown jungle denizens had ambushed the Ratmen, further distracting them from the actions of Warden and crew. “Exxxcellent!" thought the Warden.
|A Weasel crewman runs off with a treasure looted from the large statue behind it|
|The Weasel Heritor examines a wall of Brambles cast by the Squirrels to block him from the treasure|
|Where there's a Weasel, there's a way! The Heritor had no trouble weaseling his way past the Squirrel's barrier|
Aboard ship, the Heritor and Warden compared stories, and were mighty pleased at their luck and their one large and three small treasures!
|The Squirrel Crew exits the jungle towards the river's banks, searching for treasure|
Foul Omens: The Squirrels Tale
Foul omens of strong winds and gray vertical rain cleared the deck of our barque, Heart of Oak. With only one skiff seaworthy, we five went ashore. Floppsy "Ground Squirrel" could hear ten weasels or pine martins close by, extra caution was suggested by leaders Dukka and Dakar. This was quickly agreed upon and we five moved into the bush. One small ceramic treasure urn (75 gold coins) was found and quickly secured, and moved out of sight.
Dukka then did a mighty leap and landed next to another small wooden chest. His movement attracted the attention of a weasel of unusual size (W.O.U.S.), that quickly closed ground and met Dukka at the treasure chest. Neither gave ground, so neither got that treasure.
|The Pine Marten player kept sending new random encounters against the hapless Jungle Rats, above|
The Pine Martens where able to keep the Jungle Rats busy with monsters, while we made off with as much treasure as we could carry. The End!